Chef system

Under Huang Buhua's recommendation, Yang Chen went to the building materials market to find a few more reliable decorators, and asked them to change the signboard of the Maplewood Hotel.

Nothing to do for the time being, Yang Chen simply went to the health care center to have a look.

There are not many people eating in the health care center, most of them are middle-aged people, all of them are well-proportioned in suits and look successful in their careers. However, this type of people should have more social activities, and they are also the high-risk group of the three-high crowd.Among them, the number of female customers is much higher than that of male customers.It may be because he made a bowl of beauty soup at the food festival last time. After all, relatively speaking, female customers care more about their appearance than men.

"Boss, you're here!" Seeing Yang Chen, Liu Bin hurriedly greeted him.

Yang Chen nodded slightly, and asked, "How is the situation in the health care center now?"

Liu Bin nodded and said, "It's okay for now. It's just that there are some minor problems in the supply of medicinal materials."

"What's the matter?" Yang Chen asked suspiciously, didn't he already sign a medicinal material supply contract with Wu Chengcai, the director of the Old Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and there would be any problems.

"It's not any other problem, the main reason is that the supply of medicinal materials in the hospital is a bit tight." Liu Bin said with a bitter face: "Others run hospitals, not sell medicinal materials, and the medicinal materials sold every month are limited. Before they They can also provide us with the reserved medicinal materials to make medicinal meals. Now their reserves are almost bottomed out, and the monthly supply of medicinal materials is a bit tight. I was going to tell you about this in two days, but since you Come on, then I'll be straight."

Yang Chen asked back: "Wouldn't the hospital buy more medicinal materials? The medicinal materials have been transferred to their hospital. I don't believe they are unwilling to get money for nothing."

Liu Bin smiled wryly and said: "They are willing, but angelica, ginseng, notoginseng, asparagus... The main medicinal materials for our medicinal diet can only be picked in autumn. It is summer now, and these medicinal materials are not ripe yet. Where can I go?" Get medicine?"

"That's a problem." Yang Chen nodded, and said: "Modern people pay more and more attention to nourishing their minds. In the future, our health care center will definitely develop. It must be a bit difficult to rely on the old Chinese medicine hospital alone to supply medicinal materials. The medicinal materials we store now probably How long can it last?"

Liu Bin replied: "According to the current situation, it can last about a month. But master, you are becoming more and more famous now, and more and more guests come here for your name. But in the past two days, the number of guests is almost It's half as much as usual. If the number of customers continues to grow at this rate, these herbs won't be able to last for half a month. Moreover, we have already taken out the old bottom of the old hospital of traditional Chinese medicine. They have to leave some herbs for the treatment of customers! "

"Hmm... You can take care of other things in the health care center first, and I'll take care of the medicinal materials." Yang Chen said in relief.

After learning about the situation in the health care center, Yang Chen rushed to the Old Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine to meet with the director, Wu Chengcai.Just like the last time I saw him, Wu Chengcai was reading the newspaper with these reading glasses.

"Being the dean's job is really leisurely." Yang Chen couldn't help complaining secretly.

Seeing Yang Chen, Wu Chengcai immediately stood up from his seat with a smile on his face, and said, "Boy Yang, you are such a busy person, and I haven't seen you for several months since I came last time. "

"It's really busy." Yang Chen nodded, pulled a chair and sat down, and asked, "Dean Wu, how is your health recently?"

Wu Chengcai laughed loudly and said, "Thanks to you, my old problems have all been healed, and now I feel like walking with wind, and my health has never been so good."

"Really?" Yang Chen chuckled, and said, "Dean Wu feels good now, but I don't feel so good here."

Wu Chengcai looked Yang Chen up and down a few times, then stared and said, "You kid, why are you talking so eccentrically, just speak up if you have anything to say."

Yang Chen said bluntly: "It's about the supply of medicinal materials in the health care center. Liu Bin said that the supply of medicinal materials in the health care center is very small now, and there will be no more medicinal materials in half a month. I want to ask what's going on here with you?"

"What can I do?" Wu Chengcai said: "The medicinal materials in our hospital are all purchased from the farmers below. They don't have medicinal materials over there. Do you want me to conjure medicinal materials out of thin air?"

Yang Chen said softly: "Principal Wu has worked in our Binhai City for so many years, so he should have made many acquaintances in the medical field, right? Since your traditional Chinese medicine hospital can't supply enough medicinal materials, then I can only go to them for supplements. "

Wu Chengcai said: "Boy Yang, we have only one Chinese medicine hospital in Binhai City, and there is also a pharmaceutical company that has a relatively large demand for Chinese medicinal materials. The rest of the hospitals are mainly Western medicine, which can be ignored. My Chinese medicine hospital is small. After all The current situation of Chinese medicine is not good, and few people are willing to come to the hospital to see a doctor. As for the pharmaceutical company, their business is very good. I heard that they have opened a factory this year and are planning to build several pharmaceutical production lines. There are not many medicinal materials at all. Take it out, and you don't even think about getting medicinal materials from them."

Yang Chen frowned and asked: "Is there no other way?"

Wu Chengcai smiled and said, "It's not that there is no other way. There is no way in Binhai City, but I have a lot of contacts in other places. As long as I ask, it is easy to find them to get some medicinal materials."

Seeing Wu Chengcai's proud look, Yang Chen couldn't help but feel amused, and said directly: "Then, Dean Wu, tell me, what conditions do you want before you are willing to help me get these medicinal materials?"

Wu Chengcai smiled triumphantly: "My requirements are not high. Didn't you give me some folk remedies for treating difficult and miscellaneous diseases last time? We tried it and the effect was very good. I don't want too many. Give me a dozen or so, and I'll handle this matter for you."

"Dozens of them!" Yang Chen was so frightened that he almost jumped up from his chair, "My God, your appetite is too big! Dozens of them, why don't you grab them?"

There are only a hundred kinds of medicinal food recorded in the God of Cooking inheritance that Yang Chen obtained, and Wu Chengcai opened his mouth all of a sudden, this is to empty out his old self!

Even though Wu Chengcai was thick-skinned, he couldn't help showing embarrassment. Knowing that his request was too much, he coughed lightly and said, "If dozens of sheets are not enough, let's make a dozen!"

"No, I'll give you eight at most." Yang Chen sternly refused.

Wu Chengcai argued: "Boy Yang, eight cards are too few. Fifteen cards, as long as fifteen cards, I will help you to complete this matter, no matter what."

"Ten, no more." Yang Chen said, "Dean Wu, Ming people don't whisper, even if I don't have your help, I can go directly to Yaonong to buy it, it's just a little more troublesome."

Wu Chengcai retorted: "You go to Yaonong to buy them. Do you know which Chinese medicines are good and which ones are not good? Don't you need professionals like us to help you identify them. Let's make a concession one by one. You give me twelve prescriptions. Next You don't have to worry about anything, we have doubled the supply of medicinal materials."

Yang Chen curled his lips. If he really wanted to argue, Wu Chengcai couldn't win against him at all. Although there are relatively few Chinese medicine doctors now, he can find them if he wants to. He can simply hire some people to help him purchase medicinal materials.However, Wu Chengcai is an old man after all, and he enjoys a certain reputation in the field of traditional Chinese medicine. Maintaining a good relationship with him will be beneficial in the future, so he agreed to Wu Chengcai's conditions.

Copy the twelve pharmacy cards to Wu Chengcai, who will keep them as a treasure.After negotiating with Wu Chengcai, Yang Chen was about to leave, but a middle-aged doctor in a white coat ran in in a panic.

"Dean, it's bad! The patients in ward No.12 are dying now." The middle-aged doctor said in a panic.

"what?"

Wu Chengcai exclaimed, and hurriedly ordered: "Take me there quickly."

When he passed by Yang Chen's side, he whispered: "Boy Yang, you'd better come here too, we are prescribing the medicine for this patient according to the prescription you gave me."

"What a coincidence!" Yang Chen was slightly startled, and hurriedly followed.

When walking to the door of No.12 ward, a large group of expensively dressed people blocked the door tightly. When they saw Wu Chengcai passing by, they quickly gave way.

A man in a decent suit said anxiously: "Dean Wu, what's the matter with my dad? He was fine when he was delivered a few days ago, why can't he even speak now?"

"That's right. Dean Wu, we specially sent the old man here because we heard that your traditional Chinese medicine hospital is good at treating difficult and miscellaneous diseases. You'd better not lose him."

"Dean Wu, I respect you as an elder, and I don't say much. If you don't save the old man, your hospital will never be opened."

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Everyone was clamoring, Wu Chengcai's face was livid, and he shouted loudly: "You all calm down, your old man is not dead now, why are you arguing. If he really died, our hospital will definitely be responsible. "

Everyone was silent for a moment, and a sharp voice came out from the crowd, "Responsible! Just a joke, what responsibility can a small Chinese medicine hospital of yours have? If something happened to the old man, you can't afford to sell your Chinese medicine hospital. "

"Brother, I have already said, don't trust Chinese medicine, don't trust Chinese medicine, you just don't listen, now the old man has an accident, what do you think we should do?"

"Third brother, shut up!" The middle-aged man who spoke first shouted in a deep voice: "Dad is not dead yet! What do you mean by talking nonsense here?"

After calming everyone down, the middle-aged man whispered to Wu Chengcai: "Dean Wu, I'm sorry just now, something happened to the old man, and they messed up for a while. If there is anything to offend, you must not Take it to heart."

Wu Chengcai snorted coldly and walked into the ward.Yang Chen was about to follow in, when a burly man stood in front of him, examining him with sharp eyes, "Who are you? You're not a doctor, what do you want to do after following into the ward?"

Yang Chen looked at Wu Chengcai, who said in a deep voice: "This is Mr. Yang Chen. Although he is not a doctor, he is very good at treating difficult and miscellaneous diseases. I can help you take a look at your old man's condition."

"Yang Chen?" A doubtful voice came from the crowd, and then he said in surprise, "Is it Yang Chen, the owner of Chenguang Hotel?"

"I guess so. I've seen him a few times on TV, and he looks exactly the same."

"You're kidding! A chef can even heal diseases. It's nothing. I said that Chinese medicine is not reliable at all. It's a big joke to find a chef to be a doctor." The voice sounded again, and Yang Chen looked over, the person who was speaking was a tall and thin man with sunken eyes and a sinister face, it was difficult to arouse people's favor.

Everyone discussed, and finally the middle-aged man in a suit said in a deep voice: "Sorry, Dean Wu! In order to avoid any possible accidents, we can't let Yang Chen, a medical staff, enter the ward."